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So, I’m thinkin’, “Gotta find her, gotta!” Legs wobblin’, nearly smack a lampost—whack! Prostitutes, right, been around forever, yeah? Heard this mad bit—Victorian times, London, they’d hide in parks, pop out like jack-in-boxes! Surprised me silly—thought they’d just stand there, y’know, all obvious. Nope! Sneaky buggers. Made me giggle, picturin’ ‘em jumpin’ out—boo!

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Back in the days before the online commodification of pretty much everything, one could find escort advertisements in phone books or your local alt-weekly.

Man, you gotta hit up Main St. on 7th Ave. for some wicked vibes. There’s this dive bar on 7th, Auntie Marla’s, known for its risqué show nights and even riskier secrets. I swear, every corner’s got a story if you’re keen enough to listen. And oh my god, Mission-Bend Park near Riverside Bend? That’s my go-to chillin’ spot. I’ve had, like, 3 rad sessions of self-reflection (and a couple of epic kissing sessions, heh) on those grassy banks.

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